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Drabble Babble

Chapter #1: Strawberry Street

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Those that resided on Strawberry Street did so with an infinite amount of patience for one particular resident. Or, rather, the company that said resident kept. Lucy Heartfilia was a nice girl, she was always good about greeting her fellow neighbors with a smile and a polite inquiry on how they were. Certainly they were happy to have her – even if it did take them by surprise the first few times they caught sight of a pink haired man and his flying blue cat breaking into her apartment through her second story window. But this was Magnolia – home to Fairy Tail – and the city's residents had seen much stranger (and much more destructive) things.

For the first six months or so, it was not uncommon to hear the blonde shouting at the top of her lungs "get out". Moments later and the neighbors often found the same pink haired mage crawling out of the same window he had broken in through. After a while though the early morning screams became less frequent. Sightings of a dragon slayer and his flying cat breaking into the little apartment remained a common occurrence (most of the neighbors now greeted him the same way they did the busty blonde – with familiarity). They rarely saw him sneaking out anymore.

And so Strawberry Street became peaceful once more.

Until two weeks ago.

Unlike before, the noises emitting from the little apartment no longer seemed to be contained to a particular time slot. Morning, afternoon, evening, night – there were apparently no limitations. It was quite clear that their neighbor and the dragon slayer had advanced to the next stage in their relationship (the volume in which she regularly screamed his name left little doubt to any who had any sort of hearing). The morning after the first incident they had all given each other little grins and gossiped happily about the things they overheard after the majority of the lights had turned out the night before. When the couple emerged hand in hand, the people of Strawberry Street welcomed them with knowing little smiles and congratulatory greetings that made the celestial mage blush and the dragon slayer beam.

They were happy for her, thrilled even, but patience is a fickle thing. As much as they adored their neighbor, enough was enough.

When they approached her about it (kindly, because it wasn't their intention to mortify the poor girl) she had blushed to the roots of her hair and apologized profusely with the promise of working to remedy the situation.

That evening, just before Ms. Lily Harris closed up her flower shop, the elderly woman heard the annoyed screeching from the second story apartment across the street. Not a moment later, the pink haired dragon slayer (that she had grown so accustomed to seeing) emerged from the window with one Lucy Heartfilia slung over his broad shoulder. Gaping curiously, Ms. Harris watched as the blonde struggled and brought her small fists down onto his back with little success. Expletive threats were made as he jumped down into the street, but the exuberant man seemed unconcerned by any of it. When his dark gaze caught onto the little flower shop owner's he gave her a bright grin and an exaggerated wave.

"Don't worry Ms. Harris! I'm taking Lucy to my place since she's so lou- ow!" He looked over his shoulder, pouting. "What was that for?!"

The celestial mage hid her face in her hands, but the older woman could still make out the cherry red complexion peeking between her fingers. "Just go," she moaned miserably.

He smirked. "Geeze Luce, make up your mind!"

"Natsu," she whined, obviously not having the patience for his teasing.

"Ok, ok!" He gave Ms. Harris another dazzling smile and a mock salute. "Nice talking to you! Have a nice night!"

She gave him a little wave, a sly smile pulling at her lips. "You as well."

He gave her a boyish laugh before running off with his partner (in more than one sense of the word) laying limply over his shoulder.

From that day, things became a bit quieter on Strawberry Street, though the sightings of a certain dragon slayer carrying the celestial mage from her second story window became a regular occurrence. Parents told their children that he was a dragon rescuing his princess from the tower and would cheer him on whenever they saw him.

Natsu always responded with a grin, and his princess with a blush.

AN: Decided to make a designated place for all my less than 1k drabbles. :)

Inspired by NaLu Love Fest and one of ishould-stab-u's reviews!